Only Xiang Shan remained, searching through the ruins for two whole days. At first, there were onlookers, but later, everyone grew accustomed to the sight.
"Alas, my lord's admonitions and teachings have been discarded by the ignorant masses like worn-out shoes! How pitiful, how lamentable..."
Suddenly, a sigh whispered in Xiang Shan's ear.
He looked up to see a humanoid figure in a gray robe standing amidst the ruins, holding several tattered pages and sighing deeply.
A human?
Xiang Shan was startled and momentarily bewildered. But he quickly realized this was no member of the Human Race. The figure possessed an extremely pure Demonic Qi, purer than that of any demon he had ever encountered. Its purity was so great that even a Pureblood Demon like himself was far from comparable.
Could he be... the origin of all demons?
The thought startled him. He asked tentatively, "And you are?"
